Let George Do It: The First Client

Your neighborhood chevron gas station invites you to... Let George do it! Brought to you by the makers of chevron supreme gasoline and RPM motor oil. Your Valentine has been out of uniform only a few weeks.

Last with an abundance of energy and adventuresome spirit and not too much money. He has sunk his last time in office rent, a few pieces of furniture, and an ad in the classified section of the daily paper.

An ad which reads you have a crime that needs solving you have a dog that needs walking You have a wife that needs spanking let George do it now three days of past and George sitting in his swivel chair With his feet up on the desk is still anxiously waiting for a client suddenly the door burst open

Mr. Valentine yes Mr. George Valentine yes, yes come right in have a seat. Oh here take this one. It's all third. Oh, thank you Oh, don't mention it. Have a cigar? Oh, I'm sorry. You're too young.

Hey, wait a minute here. Have a chocolate bar. What's happened? Oh, thank you. Hey, now then. What can I do for you? Well, I came to work for you. Work? I thought you were a client.

Oh, no, sir. That's all right. I'll get it. Hey, wait a minute. Good morning. Let's your do it. How do you like that? Well, I can make an appointment for you. I'm Mr. Valentine's confidential assistant.

Well, that's nice to know. Well, you're that close. Then come right up, Mr. Winters. Yeah, good-bye, sir. Well, how do you... Now, look here, bottom button. I'm Sonny Brooks. You can call me Sonny. Well, now, look here, Sonny. Who hired you?

I come with the office. You see, Caleb, the elevator man is my friend. He knew I was looking for a job, so he said, Sonny, whoever gets that office, gets you too. Yeah, well, you're too young, Sonny.

Things may get a little rough around here. Oh, and that's okay, sir. I'm a very rugged character. Now then, Mr. Winters will be here soon. Winters? The mystery writer? Yes, sir. Jonathan Winters. He just phoned.

Oh. We can discuss my salary later. i'll go on the payroll as of today uh... whether i like it and i i have a feeling you're going to become very fond of me sir i'd grow on people yeah like a war alright sunny cold employment agency get me a secretary well that won't be necessary sir

why don't tell me a type also no but my sister does your sister claire should be here soon to start to work will say that your whole family go with this office all i don't have much of a family that just clearing me Well, that's tough kid, but you're lucky. I haven't even got a sister

Tell you what maybe we can start a look after each other. How about it? Oh? I'll be swell mr. Valentine. I'll be glad to take care of you sir You're okay, honey. Oh, you like Claire too She's prettier than I am. Oh perfect. It doesn't matter if she can type or take dictation just so she's prettier than you are

mr Valentine hmm. Oh, oh, yes Mr. Winters, come right in. Mr. Valentin, I'm here because... Well, it doesn't matter what the job is, Mr. Winters. I'm your man. Just throw your problem in my lap and I'll come up with the right answers.

Mr. Valentin, I'm about to be murdered. Well, I don't take it too seriously. A lot of people. Murdered? Murdered? You're... you're joking, I hope. I'm not sure. Oh, well, that's a little out of my line, Mr. Winters.

I mean, uh, uh, uh, Mr. Valentin, I... I have been... ...murditional. Suffering cat. Well, well, don't stand this, honey. Do something. Call somebody. The police. The fire department. I'll get a doctor and, Sonny. Yeah, Mr. Valentine's.

Don't get excited. Look at me. I'm perfectly cool. You're going up, Miss? Is Mr. Valentine's office in this building? The floor step in. Oh, thank you. You're, uh, you're clear, ain't you? Well, how did you...

Family resemblance. You look like Sonny. Nice boys, Sonny. I think so too. Of course I'm prejudiced. You know it just as a light. Yes. I'm the same way about Georgie. Georgie? Well, you don't mean Mr. Valentine?

Of course I do. Not him for years. Used to work for his father. Georgie and I got to be good friends on a kind of his curls. Curls? It must have been all of four years old then.

Had the prettiest long curds you ever did see. Really? Yes, I talked these more than having them cut off. I have them cut off. Georgie and me have been close friends ever seen. I can understand that.

You, uh, gonna work for him? Well, I'm gonna apply for the job. Well, you keep an eye on him, hear me? Well, I... That boy never thinks to eat unless someone reminds you. Oh, here we are, fifth floor.

Oh, don't let his talk fool. You try to stack hard boy, but I know Georgie. Underneath it all, he's still a little boy. Then pretty long curves. First door to your left. Oh, there he is now.

Taylor, Taylor, get a doctor up here right away. I hear no-ders. No. I don't care, get a doctor. I'll get Dr. Max to do very good care of you when you had that bad cold.

Mr. Valentine. Well... Is anything wrong? Oh no, no, nothing tripling. Now, run along, sweetheart. Now if you're a client, come back tomorrow, will you? I'm Claire Brooks. Sonny Sis there. Yeah, we'll come back tomorrow.

Mr. Valentine. Well? You're gonna talk to me about that job whether you like it or not. I spent 10 cents on bus fare to come here. Well, look, here's a dime. Now be a good girl and beat it.

I certainly will. i wouldn't work for you if you offer me a thousand dollars a week to sit behind a desk and do nothing but part of my nose will get a little part of that oh you know wait a minute yet had the experiences of secretary of course in your men's socks

men's art iron shirts so buttons cook breakfast over a can of sternum mister valentine are you looking for secretary or a white oh secretary i'm still a bachelor not going with head one close call all but i get away from her Lucky guy.

Lucky girl. Hey, you're all right. Okay, you're hired. Thank you. Now, give me back that dime. What about salary? Oh, salary. Well, we'll discuss that after I collect for my first client. How do I know you'll ever get a first client?

My first client. Oh, I've got one now. I don't know what I'm going to do with him, but I've got him. Come on in to see for yourself. That gentleman stretched out on the floor is my...

What? Sonny! Sonny! Well where is he where's the body where's Mr. Whitters suffer and cats Mr. Valentine he's gone. Now make sense will you Mr. Whitters couldn't have just disappeared into thin air. Well that's like I told you Mr. Valentine I went into the waiting room to phone the police and the next thing I knew you were out here yelling for me.

Look this window is open. Oh what of it. Well don't you see it leads to the fire escape. Mm-hmm and this door leads to a closet and that door leads to the well never mind.

Will you be serious? Mr. Winters was shocked. Well... Maybe his murderer followed him here to your office. Maybe he hid out of the fire escape listening. Then when you left the office, he dragged the body out.

I'll bet Sis is right. Oh, look kids, we haven't got time to puzzle over it now. I'm in a jam! The police will be here any minute. The police? Well, of course. Sonny phoned them.

Gosh, I look pretty silly trying to explain that the body disappeared. My first case, and I make a mess of it. Oh, don't get discouraged, Mr. Valentine. Yeah. But to tell you the truth, Sonny, I don't know what to do next.

I haven't even got a clue. Still the little boy and Carol. Girls? Oh, Kayla's been talking to you, huh? He's a swell guy, but don't take him too seriously. Why not? Well, because he thinks I know all the answers.

And look at me. Mr. Valentine, why don't you go out and find a clue? Find one? Where? Well, did Mr. Winters have a family? Well, I don't. Hey, wait a minute. I've seen pictures of his wife and society papers.

Good. Oh, Claire, you're wonderful. Remind me to raise your salary. What salary? Yeah, well, when you get one, remind me to raise it. See you later. Where are you going, Mr. Valentine? To Mr. Winter's home.

And when the police come stolen. But Mr. Valentine, what do I tell them? Tell them nothing. You've got charm, haven't you? Well, use it. Mr. Valentine, I've got to know. What do you think happened to my husband?

Oh, no, just take it easy, Mrs. Winter. I was afraid something would happen to him. Why? Well, he was so worried. I thought it was because his writing wasn't going too well. He hadn't been able to write a thing in a long time.

Your husband is the famous mystery writer, isn't he? Yes. Yeah, I've read some of his stuff. The case of the Bonnie and the Bathtub? Murder has the hiccups? This is his study. Mm. Mm-hm. Say, quite a layout.

What are all these papers? His manuscript. He was working on the lost corpse. The lost corpse? Cute title. It wasn't coming easy. he knew it had to be good or it would mean the end mister valentine what are you looking for that way paper basket well i i don't know exactly uh... just got a hunch

i want the truth what he murdered all relax mrs. Winters relax the best man in town is on the job who who i think of course uh... is this the law school that many script out of the cat why not well sorry just superstition Jonathan never wanted anyone to read what he was working on.

Oh, then of course you haven't read this. No, no, no, certainly not. Did your husband have any domestic trouble? Domestic trouble. Jonathan was devoted to me. Why is why the past tense? Well, I don't know what I'm saying.

Is Winden? Yes? Yes, what is it? There's a policeman downstairs he wants to talk to. A policeman? Well, I'll be right down. Look, Mrs. Winden, you haven't seen me, understand? But why? me why don't you try it all right mr valentine anyway i can get out of here without going down the stairs that door leads to my husband's private

elevator it'll take you to the back entrance say he thought of everything well he liked to come and go without disturbing the rest of the household a clever man all came as is when i was getting in touch with you tomorrow tomorrow you mean you'll have news for me well maybe it'll be no steer and then again mrs what is

maybe it won't mr valentine what's the idea dragging me out here in the the middle of the night. Keep your pretty little mouse shut. Will you clear? What is this place anyway? The back entrance to the wetter's home. Haven't they got a front entrance?

Sure they have a wetnut using it. We're here to steal something. Steel! I'm supposed to be a secretary, not a second story man. Keep quiet. Mr. Valentine, I quit. Yes, some other time. Now step into that elevator. An elevator? Where will this thing take us? Up to Mr.

Where does it work from? It's pitch black in here. I don't feel safe. I'm here. That's what I mean. Now keep quiet. What's the matter? You don't have to hold my hand. I'm not holding your hand.

Well, someone is. Well, don't scream. I got him covered. Put him up, you'll. Hey, get that gun out of my rear, sonny! Sonny, I told you to go home. I have a feeling you're going to be very glad I'm alone, Mr. Valentine.

You might need me. Yeah. Like I need a second head. second head you could use to both these stay right here I know where the desk is what do you want in there well I've got to get the lost corpse the lost car you mean you think mr.

winner's bodies in there yes but no no the manuscript of his book now keep quiet don't make a sound oh what was that oh just an old shin of mine hey I hear somebody coming up the stairs whole cake is we can beat it now everything's under control I've got the lost corpse

a good story mister valentine hmm let us read it mrs. winners wouldn't approve oh what's she like she attractive never mind mrs. winners what about the lost corpse well it's uh it's a very unusual story about a man and his wife how original yeah the wife would like to give him the gate but she hasn't any money of her own however she stands to collect a lot of

her husband ever cakes the bucket is there a murder of course the husband is shot but he manages to make his way to a private investigator's office. Is that in the story? Sure. Yeah, but that's what Mr. Winters did. The husband tells the investigator he's about to be murdered. Hey, that's what he

told you. Then he collapses. When the investigator steps out of his office, the wounded man disappears. Just like Mr. Winters did. That's what actually happened. It is? Oh, what do you know about that? Well, go on, Mr. Valentine. Then what?

Well, later the guy returns to his wife and he says, you thought you killed me, But I'm not dead yet. You... you... Yes. Go on. Well, that's all. That's as far as Mr. Winders got with this story.

No wonder Mrs. Winders didn't want you to read it. It's the story of their life. It shows she's guilty. She killed her husband. Georgie? Oh, I say Georgie. Yeah, Caleb, what do you want? Where's Mrs. Winders?

Sure right now. Mrs. Winders, what are you talking about? I left her in your waiting room. She comes to you. When was this? A few minutes ago. She act kinda funny like maybe she was sick or something.

Come on. Not a sign of her. Kayla, but you sure you left Mrs. Winters here in my waiting room? Well, Valentine, look, on the table, a woman's purse. With initials on it, MW. MW, Marsha Winters.

Do you think the same thing happened to her, Mr. Valentine? Someone followed her here and hid out on the fire escape? No, no, I don't think so. She heard us talking. She knew we thought she was guilty.

Oh, of course. Yeah, all right Kayla, thanks a lot. Well, that's all right, Georgie. Call me if you need any help. Yeah, sure, Kayla. Say, how are you two at playing games? games at a time like this uh... sunny you be sunny i'll be george valentine and claire you be mister winners what

now claire step outside the office uh... give us a few minutes then come in and say you expect to be murdered i get it you want to reenact a crime smart boy okay claire get going first i'm a second story man and i'm an actress i quit all come on claire be a good sport humor me i said i quit yeah well we

haven't got time now you quit tomorrow But you can think of the silly of the silly of the silly of the silly. Now what do we do, Mr. Valentine? Just exactly what we did when Mr. Winders first stepped into this office.

Okay, Claire, come on in. I don't think she heard you. All right, Claire, we're ready. What's the matter with her? I'll get her. Claire, you can come in now. Where is she? Suffering cats. What a mess.

Now my sister's disappeared. It's only natural, I guess, for the carpenter to build his own house a little stronger, for the cobbler to cut his own shoes a little more generously, or the farmer to select the juiciest apples for his own barrel.

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First, a murdered man disappeared from right under his nose, then the murdered man's wife mysteriously departed, and now his secretary is vanished into thin air. Are you just going to sit here in your office, Mr. Valentine?

Aren't you going to do anything? She's my sister. She's the only sister I've got. No, no, take it easy, Sonny. If I thought anything had happened to Clara, I'd be out searching every house in this town.

Where is she? Well, she couldn't take it. That's all. So she quit. Walked out on us. I can't say I blame her. That doesn't sound like Claire. Well, Georgie. Yeah, Caleb. Well, you haven't had your dinner yet.

Don't think you better go out and get yourself some tea? Oh, not now, Caleb. You could leave by the fire escape. The fire escape? Uh-huh. Please, Cargue, stop in front. Oh, stop her and catch the police.

Get yourself a nice steak. Yeah, that's just what I'll do. Come on, Sonny. Get down there and stall them, Caleb. Oh, I intend to. Now you take your time and die just your dinner good, you hear me?

Oh sure, sure. Let's go, Sonny. The fire is safe. Oh, and Sonny. Yeah, Mr. Valentine. Better bring Mrs. Winter's purse along with you. Excuse me, Mr. Valentine, but aren't you gonna stop and get something to eat?

Yeah, that's the trouble with women. As soon as the going gets a little tough, they walk out on you. Didn't your problem with Caleb? You'd get yourself a steak? Boy, a big, beautiful steak. But you're certainly right, Sonny. She is.

She is, sir. Much prettier than you. Mr. Valentine, if we're not gonna eat, we can't just drive around all night. We've gotta find out who murdered Mr. Winters and what they did with his body, and where Mrs. Winters disappeared to and what happened to Claire? Isn't that right, sir?

And she's very intelligent. That is for a woman. Mr. Valentine. Oh, okay, Sonny, look at the address on that letter. What letter, sir? The one and Mrs. Winters purse. Is there a letter in here?

Well, didn't you notice it when Claire opened the purse? No, sir. Oh, oh, here it is. It's addressed to Mrs. Marcia Winters' 300 pepper tree laying cedarheirs. Hey, that's in the country. Yeah, they must have a country place, too.

Cedarhurst. Yeah, that's out on Highway 6, right, near... Hey! We're on Highway 6. We're headed towards cedarhurst now. Oh, brilliant deductions, honey. Alan Creech, your ration of bubble gum. bubble gum. I fell rupture oil water no thanks wash windshield no don't bother I washed it once and couldn't do a thing with it don't get me to cut around here

not pretty deserted rule that's all I'll bet we're the first car you've seen this evening I tried oh except for that cab cab with a woman in it but not how do you guess hey I'll bet it was Mrs. Winters hang on Sonny we're getting warm.

Is this it, Mr. Valentine? Yeah, now careful. Don't make any noise. There's a light inside the cabin. Uh-huh.

And a woman. See her moving around? Oh, yeah. I can make out her shadow now. Alright, Sonny, you stay out here. Oh, Mr. Valentine. Sorry, Sonny, but there may be trouble. I can't let anything happen to you.

Yeah, but I'm in this, would ya? Don't you remember? I was gonna look out for you. But you may need me, Jeepers, Mr. Valentine. Alright, Sonny, you win. But stick close to me, understand? Yes, sir.

I will. Will you just walk right in? No, no, of course not. That's no fun. What were they doing on a mystery show? They climbing a window. Then we'll climb in a window. One time she turned off the light.

Shall I go in first? No. Are you getting back on me? Let me handle this. Yes, sir. Take it easy, Sonny. I'm okay. I've got her. No, you don't. You'll stay right here. You're hurting.

Turn the light on, Sonny. Yes, sir. Let's see what we bag. Well, well, if it isn't second story Clarissa. Did you have to be so rough? I bet you cracked two ribs. Sorry, I don't know my own strength.

Well, now that you see who I am, you don't have to keep on holding me. No, but it's fun. Claire, what are you doing here? Oh, well, she saw the address on the letter so she decided to follow the clue.

Yeah, but why didn't she let us in on it? Because she thought I was a dope, Sonny, so she took over. You know all the answers, don't you? Not quite. What happened when you got here?

Nothing. The place looked deserted. I called in the window too. No one here? I couldn't see anyone. Are you sure? Of course. Well, I've had the strangest feeling. Yeah? As though someone's been watching me.

Uh-huh. Um, stay here with Sonny. I'll, uh, have a look around. Suffering cats as you sure had me scared. I'm sorry, Sonny. But Mr. Valentine didn't seem to be making any effort to solve a cape.

Yeah, don't kid yourself. He just keeps things to himself. Everything seems to be in apple pie order Oh, Sonny Claire, stand back there in the corner. I'll cover the door I'll be careful mr. Valentine. Do I detect concern in your voice?

Well, I don't want to see you get shot right in front of me. Oh, then close your eyes Well, good evening mrs. Winters. Oh May I present my two assistants Claire and Sonny Brooks. How did you know I'd be here? What do you want?

Just want to make talk mr. Valentine you've got to believe me. I'm not like the woman in his story. I love Jonathan Uh-huh, and you're the girl who never reads his manuscripts until they're finished.

Well, I... ...then turned me over to the police. I don't care what happens to me, m'am. That is good as a confession, Mr. Valentine. Well, I'm in no mood for confessions. Come on, we're gonna play a little game.

Oh, not a game. Hey, Sonny, you keep your eye on Mrs. Winters, don't let her leave. Don't worry, I won't try to run away. All right, Claire, you're the wife in the Lost Corpse. More acting, I quit.

Yeah, tomorrow. Now then, I'll be the husband in Mr. Winters' story. And here are some lines for you to read Claire. You came all prepared, didn't you? Is this stuff that you wrote, Mr. Valentine?

Well, of course, I'm a man of any talents. Now then, let's see. Oh, we'll skip to the part where I walk in, wound it and say, uh, you thought you'd kill me but I'm not dead yet.

All set? All right, let's go. You thought you'd kill me but I'm not dead yet. No, no, I didn't shoot you. I swear I didn't. But who believe you? The police all close point to you.

Do you mean... Yes, my dear. You wanted me out of the way. Well, you got your wish. I shot myself. No, no. I kill myself, but they'll think you're guilty. You'll pay for it. I'll get a doctor.

Too late. Too late. Goodbye, my dear. Goodbye. Then I die. What a performance. I don't get it, Mr. Valentine. You wrote this ending for his story. Is that it? Sure, of course. What's the story with unanendy?

I'll tell you what Mr. Valentine is getting here. He's trying to prove that my husband shot himself. Shot himself in such a way that it would look as though I murdered him. Why would Jonathan do such a thing?

He knew I loved him. You don't have to put on an act for us, Mrs. Winden. Yeah, why don't you turn her over to the police? I'll just keep your shirt on, Sonny. And everybody stand where you are.

Don't make a move. Understand? What are you going to do? You'll see. Mr. Valentine, why are you opening that door? We're going to have some company. Company? Then somebody is hiding here. OK. You come on now.

Who are you calling? Hey, you mean the police are here? Police? You've set a trap for me. Come on out, Mr. Winters. Mr. Winters, how did you know I was hiding in there? John... Well, how'd you like my way of ending your story, Mr. Winters?

Oh, I was very clever, Mr. Valentine. John, that's when you're not hurt. You would, Sean. I'm terribly sorry you were worried, darling. Yeah, I don't get this. Well, Mr. Winters couldn't find an ending for his story, the lost corpse.

But how did you know that? Searched his waste paper basket, found it full of rejected things. That's quite right. Finally, I decided to do just what the hero in my book did. So I went to Mr. Valentine.

Yes, all he's added in the paper. Said he could solve anything. Then when he tried to go home and explain to you, Mrs. Winters, he saw the police there. So he came out here to hide, right, Mr. Winters?

Absolutely right. I knew I'd find him here. Then when I searched this cabin, I saw him hiding in the closet. Why didn't you say something? Oh, uh, I wanted to sort of put on a show for her.

Oh, Jonathan. Oh, forget me, Don. Oh, come on, kids. They don't need an audience. You know, where did Mr. Donatine have? I've got the end into my story. Thanks to you. And with all that publicity in the papers, it's sure to have a big sale.

So, uh, name your fee. oh you well i don't know mister when is i uh... i hadn't really thought about it sand even thousand that was not well i'll send you a check in the morning all over a no hurry no hurry i just happened to have a pen and a blank check with me though

there's a matter of fact here is all made out just need your signature mister when it is Oh yes, we certainly of course. Cat's a thousand bucks. There you are. Oh, thanks, thanks. Well, let's go kids.

Good night, Mr. Winters. And if you ever get stuck again... I remember. Good night. What a day. Now I feel like collapsing. Sunny, come here and put your arm around. Oh, sure, sis. Go away, Sunny.

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George I'm desperate you're my only bet. You're the only one who can help me. Now relax Tommy you came to the right man. What can I do for? Well I've got to go out of town to look for a job and what I want to know is in case I don't get back in time.

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as Claire and Eddie Firestone Jr. as Sonny, is written by Pauline Hopkins, produced and directed by Owen Vincent. Others in the cast were Joe Kearns as Caleb, Marina Craig as Mrs. Winters, Howard McNier as Mr. Winters, and Horace Murphy as the filling station attendant.

The music was composed and conducted by Charles Dan. Your announcer, John Heston. Listen again next week, same time, same station to... Let George do it! This is the Mutual Don Lee Broadcasting System.